The Big Sleep

Shake it December 4, 2005

“shanti poon-nani all night”

“i won’t bite… hard”

these are some of the slander that pours out of Brian’s mouth. How lovely. Shada-lay!

This is finals week! Ah this semester passed so quickly. So many things have happened, so many changes, it feels good to change, or to know that I myself have changed. Last night we had some people over and Cat said that Jacklyn asked “What is Jon like drunk, because he’s so weird when he is sober.” I asked Cat if she thought I was weird, she said that “at least I’m not boring”

“In America, through pressure of conformity, there is freedom of choice, but nothing to choose from.”
– Peter Ustinov
I read this quote today, and I think that it’s very true. In our quest to be different, we become the same. As Americans, we don’t have any perspective on things, it’s so hard to be original, if your examples of originality are homogenous. We need to get out of this freakin country to realize that there is more to life, to experience something greater, that changes your world view on things. The way you look at houses, the way you eat, the way you choose shoes, stuff like that. Experience that makes you think differently. I think we lack that in America. The freedom has turned this society into a cultural prison.

Holiday Dinner.. Philistines etc. November 30, 2005

When I got there I felt very “eh”, I didn’t really feel like saying ‘Hi’ to people, and seemed very mundane. Later, it came to me that I was acting like a fool, and should be more festive. I like that.. that I can recognize when I’m not feeling good, and acting like a piece of shit to other people. I think it’s the Holy Spirit within me. But that is another story.

Overall, it was a great atmosphere. There was around 100 people there. I was so suprised, because my Public Relations committee was in charge of getting people there, and it obviously worked somehow. Props to all my PR committee soldiers. We served people nonstop portions of fried rice, chow mein, sweet & sour pork, fried chicken, the works, baby. It was good food. Mandarin Village is the spot, holla at ya boy Vincent Qu, when you hit up San Ramon. Good event to end the year on. Definitely good vibes running through my Central Nervous System.

After Holiday Dinner, I went to do calculus homework with the grizzly man, Tony aka “Pau Gasol”. We went to Galileo, where we did some work with other calculus students in Jones’ class. It was interesting listening to this girl Sonya. She was talking about saga food. Saying that when she goes to eat she asks herself “What the fuck you gonna feed me today?” Oh man. I was laughing. I feel like a Philistine sometimes, when I’m not a part of that culture. Black culture in America has a certain closeness to it, because they make fun of eachother so much. It brings them closer together, because they can laugh with eachother, and it doesn’t really matter. Sonya is a good kid, I wish I can get to know her more. Yeah nickrile helped me with some calc. He is a good kid also. The kind of kid that likes to smile when he eats macaroni and cheese. Shoot.. hella bootsy.

I’m tired right now.. but those are some of the thoughts going on in my mind.

New words:

Philistine –

1. A smug, ignorant, especially middle-class person who is regarded as being indifferent or antagonistic to artistic and cultural values.
2. One who lacks knowledge in a specific area.

Pretentious –

1. Claiming or demanding a position of distinction or merit, especially when unjustified.
2. Making or marked by an extravagant outward show; ostentatious. See Synonyms at showy.